There was no anger on her face, but she said: "Then, let's go first."
Murong Mian: "Madam, walk slowly."
…
After leaving the door and getting into the car, Jessica threw her bag into the car angrily and sat down: "Mom, why are you so polite to him? It's his father who is begging us, why bother giving him face."
Mrs. Jones said coldly: "Pick it up."
"Mother… "
Mrs. Jones said sternly: "Pick it up, where are all the lessons I usually taught you? Do you want to be like that vulgar woman?"
Jessica bit her lip, bent down to pick up the bag: "I was wrong, I won't lose my temper like this in the future."
"It's useless to lose your temper. You have to use your mind to think about how to solve this problem." She nodded her daughter's head and softened her voice.
Jessica nodded and asked: "Mom, since it's not a compliment, we don't need to marry the Murong family. I want to see how capable he is."
Mrs. Jones suddenly asked: "Do you know what your father is going to do next?"
"What?"
"Participate in the election."
When Jessica heard this, she was overjoyed and said, "Really, that's... great. Dad is so powerful that he can definitely succeed."
Mrs. Jones asked again: "But do you know what is going to be in the general election?"
The smile on Jessica's face faded a little and she nodded: "I... know, it's money..."
The political elections in these Western countries are not so much a battle between candidates as a money battle between plutocrats.
"Then do you understand why your father and I want you to marry Murong Mian?"
The smile on Jessica's face became more forced. After a while, she nodded: "I understand, but he already has a wife."
Mrs. Jones smiled: "Is it important?"
"Mom... Then, if we can't see his father, who can he listen to? His attitude just now was so tough, he won't agree to marry me easily."
Mrs. Jones was not worried, she said: "That's because he hasn't encountered a real crisis yet."
"what do you mean?"
"I will let him take the initiative and beg us."
Jessica was about to ask how she was going to let Murong Mian come to beg her.
Mrs. Jones suddenly opened the car door and said enthusiastically: "Hi, dear Ting, I didn't expect to meet you here."
Jessica was stunned and looked outside, only to see a woman wearing sunglasses and a silk scarf covering half of her face. She didn't know what she looked like, and she didn't know how her mother recognized her. .
After Murong Cuiting was thrown out by Murong Mian, she wanted to skin him alive. As soon as she returned home, she heard the news that Murong Zhihong had woken up. The wounds on his face were gone, so she came over quickly. She hoped for good luck. Being able to see Murong Zhihong and let him see the injuries on his face with his own eyes.
When the time comes, she will definitely find a way to persuade him to disqualify Murong Mian as his heir.
Murong Cuiting still feels that her brother will definitely help her.
She sneaked over and was stopped by Mrs. Jones, who was stunned for a moment.
After seeing the person in front of her clearly, Murong Cuiting's face turned ugly: "What are you doing here?"
"Your brother asked me to come here. He hopes Jessica can marry Murong Mian."
"What? My brother..." Murong Cuiting suddenly shut up and stopped talking, looking at Mrs. Jones with strange eyes: "You have met my brother."